#review #Coy #poetry the unbridled love of child snuffed witho | Pensive|

#review #Coy #poetry
the unbridled love of child
snuffed without a care
robbed from the cradle of my lost heart
on the cusps of my awakening
to a world that had rules
for the weak and the broken
to keep them in line
and out of sight
lest to remind the strong of their slips
the mistakes they gloss over with smiles
and all the sweet things i am denied
in a world indifferent to all that happens
i am left to fend for myself
defend again things that only i know off
things that even my sire knows not off
forced to fight monstrosities veiled in the light of day
dancing to my screams as i lose
battle after battle to them
and each time stripped of a little more of my being
till i am nothing
till i become a shell
a veil for them to wear in the daylight
to taunt and deceive all who think them defeated
lost on the ancient battlefields sown with their blood
and covered with the blossom of false victories
the very place to be watered again
with the blood of the strong
in the shadows of even stronger ones
till the cycle begins anew in perpetuity
for always and forever